DiogoJ42
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- Favourite Ride
- The Metropolitan Line
I've seen it so many times now that I no longer need my DVD. it's on permanent loop in my head. I can recite along with the lines like an old episode of Red Dwarf.Is it time to watch Threads again?
Sound to me like they're probably tritium lights, which are still very much a thing and pretty awesomeSome 6am musings before I retire:
Back in the late 90's, when my grandparents finally sold their metroland ... mansion, tbh, to my cynical, "could have had a shot at inheriting that maybe in my dreams" memories... ahem.... and moved to a bungalow in the middle of nowhere in Dorset...
Naturally, being next to what they claimed was the largest single field in England, their new place was rather remote, and utterly black at night compared to the west London light pollution they (and, indeed, I) were used to.
But not to fear, for my grandad had a solution! In the form of these little thumb sized clear acrylic .... excuse my turn if phrase.... nubbins .... placed at the top handle-side corner of every single door frame in the house, on both sides.
Did I mention that whatever was inside these ... things... glowed with an "eerie green glow" 24/7/365, nomatter how long it has been since it last saw an external source of photons?
...
Yeah, just suddenly wondering how irradiated they got in their final years from what I only just remembered, and realised were almost certainly some kind of radium source.
I don't think I spent more than a cumulative total of three months over five years in that house, so I'm not worried for myself. But I do have to wonder. Are they still there? Is the new owner of that property still enjoying those magical "your door is HERE" glowlights?
The acrylic was pretty thick, and the glowy bit inside was tiny. So I'm not too worried. Although the acrylic dome had a lens effect that made it look bigger. I know because I had what is now, as I think about it, more that one scarily very close look at them.As in, putting my eye right up to them in the middle of the night trying to work out how they were still glowing.
I mean, my god, I wasn't an idiot. I was top tier for GCSE sciences, double A grade. Even back then, I had my interest in all things nuclear. I knew about the radium dial girls. Yet somehow, I never put the screamingly obvious together! Maybe the "oooh, pretty lights!" part of my brain was overriding the logical part? Would make sense... that was about the age I was starting to get into lighting.
.... But still!
... (yes, I shall go to bed now. If I can sleep after this realisation.)
